Killin', kissin', the Kid gets to have ALL the fun!
You're not gonna get any arguments from Sam about movin' to the Doc's place... "Hmmm... Lay here an' bleed ta death an' mebbe get nabbed by the nien mohn fer desertin' er worse or get shuffled off ta Burt Lancaster's surgery shed an' mebbe get ta suck air wit'out my ruttin' ribs pokin' holes in my lungs? I'll take door number 2, Monty!...Specially considerin' what just got whispered in my ear."
And if Sam don't love Willow an' the Kid more'n ever right now, by god, he's dumber than he looks - and I figure, looking the way he does, now, that's pretty dumb... "Why don'cha go 'head an' stand right there in front o' all them bullets, Sam? Run me some interferance whilst I strap this bomb to yer pi guh... once that goes BOOM you c'n take a break, dohn mah?"
Not that Sam's got much interacting he can do, really, but, after having read back over some (who am I trying to kid? All) of the posts up to this point, I've started piecing together a rather interesting and somewhat twitchy 'dream sequence' for Dash... I can always work some of the 'finer points' (read: those that might be relevant to the game, anyhoo) into a post after Alacrity's updated but could possibly also make it into a post unto itself (and mybe even provide Willow with some 'incoherent mumblings' to use as post fodder if she likes ).